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This week’s Friday Fun once again comes…from a guest! Welcome author Destiny Dawn, who’s sharing a bit from a new erotic short, Blushing Apples!

(And of course, remember, this sort of Friday Fun is NSFW!)

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From The Back Cover: Elana really can’t help herself when she steals the first bite and it’s all downhill from there. After seeing the fruit every day, she thought one would be enough, but to her flustered surprise it’s not. All she can think about is the succulent apple in her hand and the taste across her lips. She hungers for more, and is willing to do anything for another taste.

Warning: This book contains situations involving feeding and threesomes. This book is fully adult and contains graphic descriptions of sex. Please be aware of this when you purchase and enjoy a slice of devious pie without feeling guilty.

Excerpt

The bite of the apple was sweet and tangy in the back of her throat. Her teeth pressed through the thin skin and penetrated to the juice beneath. Elana closed her eyes and savored the taste, completely distracted as a couple drops had escaped her lips and trickled down her chin. Out in the warm sun, the taste of the fruit was perfect, the feeling slipping from her tongue, down her throat, and to her chest like the hands of a lover teasing at a night of passion.

Elana paused in the bite to lick her lips and marveled at the fact that her body was tingling from the taste. For a moment she remembered where she was, standing in an orchard picking apples and surrounded by other women. The trees were tall around her, their voluminous branches reaching across, shattering the hot sunlight around her, but not breaking up the oppressing heat. She could see several of the other women taking breaks to tie up their hair and duck into the shadows for a short cool breath.

Her own thick dress was already clinging to her pale skin with sweat, her long black hair starting to escape the cloth tied around her head, attempting to tame the tangled mess. Like them she was hot and sweaty, worn from an afternoon of work, but unlike them she’d given into temptation and stolen one of the apples from her work basket.

She’d tried to resist, tried to remind herself of the people around her and how they could turn to watch her at any moment. Normally it wouldn’t have been an issue, but today it was just too much. The sun was too high in the sky and the clothes wrapped around her body were too thick – a single refreshing bite had to be stolen.

Turning to hide her crime from the others in the shade of a particularly large tree, she took another bite. This time the wave of pleasure slipped embarrassingly between her legs and she shifted under her skirts, hoping no one noticed. She wasn’t supposed to be eating the apples here, much less be feeling like that. Luckily her skirts were long, full and dyed dark to hide the wear and tear of daily use.

No one would be able to see how she was pressing her thighs together, or how they were trembling at the thought of another bite. Swallowing the sounds she wanted to make, Elana set down her basket and tried to catch her breath. Around her the other women were filling their baskets and hadn’t noticed her stealing a fruit, at least not yet.

Tucking the fruit away she lifted her skirts and stepped off the path, ducking out of sight to find somewhere safe and private.